Fu Shatian's knife is still burning.

But he didn't cut.

The burning flame almost burned his fingers, and even the black robe seemed to burn, but he still didn't start.

"Do you want a knife?"

"If you cut, you'll die."

Shen Zhenyi's words echoed in Fu Botian's ears.

He doesn't want to believe it, but he hasn't made a final decision yet.

"After seventy-nine days, your Sabre technique will enter a new realm and surpass the peak. It will be more meaningful to chop this Sabre at that time."

He held the knife and the thought hovered in his heart.

He didn't want to face up to his inner fear, but desire had entangled his heart.

The empty shadow in white of the third childe Shen stood above the copper sword, smiling and waiting patiently.

Whether the other party can't draw a knife or not, he has no time.

About ten minutes later.

Fu Po Tian suddenly opened his eyes and asked coldly, "Eighteen wise kings are dead?"

"Dead."

Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly.

"He is facing the same situation as you. Unfortunately, as a descendant of the royal family, he has no room to grow up. Moreover, his responsibility for the royal family also makes him have to fight."

"So he died."

Shen Zhenyi waved his sleeves and sighed faintly in his tone.

The seeds of martial arts are not easy to grow. If you destroy one, you will lose one.

Fu Po Tian was stunned.

The knife fire in his hand gradually went out, and finally sank into the darkness. The blood colored long knife was fleeting. The pale hand retracted his robe sleeve.

"Good!"

Fu broke his teeth and nodded.

"I'm here to understand the forty ninth day of July 7th. After realizing the beauty of my sword technique, I'll ask you for advice!"

It can release, retract, rise and fall.

This is called Xiaoxiong.

After four hundred years of hard suffering, Fu finally went further and had the posture of a dragon and a tiger.

Shen Zhenyi smiled and nodded.

Seeing Fu Po Tian sitting on his legs, his eyes seemed to be open and closed. Unexpectedly, he was really in front of the Mountain Gate of abandoned sword villa and began to close the door to understand!

We are not afraid of the enemy's harassment, nor do we care about the chaos around us on the battlefield.

Shen Zhenyi turned back, his body shook, and the virtual shadow narrowed to the size of a normal person. Then Shi ran set foot in the villa and motioned to Princess huoluolong of Chu.

"You don't have to worry. After forty-nine days, I will naturally return to abandon sword villa to fight this man. Before that, you just need to close the mountain gate."

Today, there was a big battle outside the abandoned sword mountain villa. The spirit blood flying white array was broken, but 30000 troops also failed. The general of Zuo Yangying Wei died miserably, and there was still a big mess to clean up.

Chu Huoluo said anxiously, "master, where are you now?"

Although she still didn't know what distracting method was in the cloud and fog, she watched Shen Zhenyi's virtual shadow fade away and guessed that he was going to leave, so she quickly asked.

"I am still in the imperial city."

Shen Zhenyi said casually: "don't worry, I will be able to come back."

The imperial city is like a walking park!

In the heart of Chu's heart, the dragon master could not make complaints about it. "What is the situation in the Imperial City, master?"

Shen Zhenyi smiled and said, "it's OK. The five checkpoints in the inner city have been broken. I'm going to see Shan Yujing. When I solve him, I can come back safely."

Shan Yujing is the emperor. Hello!

Chu Huoluo smiled bitterly. Master was so quiet that he died endlessly. The emperor was nothing in his eyes.

"Congratulations, Shifu. Princess long hurriedly pulled Chu Huoluo, and they saluted Shen Zhenyi together.

Shen Zhenyi waved, his body gradually faded away, and then disappeared out of thin air.

Chu Huoluo was very anxious and cried, "master, you're leaving like this? There's still a lot of mess!"

I knew he was going, but I didn't expect him to walk so fast.

"Take care of the trifles."

the music lingered in the air long after the performance ended.

Chu Huoluo and Princess long looked at each other.

Ok... Although there is still a tenth heaviest expert in the real world squatting at the door, he has closed the door and won't open his eyes until July 49. Other things don't seem to be a great event compared with challenging the emperor.

Master, are you going to challenge the highest and supreme of the eight cultivation world now?

Anyway, I feel like a dream.

In the imperial city.

Shen Zhenyi shook his body and coughed gently.

The separated mind returned to the body, but the damage caused was irreparable.

Therefore, the method of distraction can not be used easily, and it can not be tried easily for higher masters who pursue spiritual unity.

Of course, Shen Zhenyi will naturally have a secret method to make up for it in the future. Only then will he let go of it.

"Third childe, are we... Going to move on?"

After a while, Yu Dashao helped the eighteen wise kings dig their graves, set up stone tablets, and engraved his taboos and deeds with his own knife. Then he came to ask Shen Zhenyi for instructions.

The front is the residence of the emperor.

Even though the imperial city has been turned upside down and even the famous eighteen sages have been killed, Yu Dashao still has some awe when he really wants to challenge the emperor because of his deep-rooted fear.

"We've all come here. How can we give up halfway?"

Shen Zhenyi Shishi ran forward. It seems that there is no dragon's pool and tiger's den in front of him, but walking on the ground.

Of course, zining Jun did not hesitate to follow Shen Zhenyi's footsteps.

Yu Dashao frowned, but he had no choice but to keep up.

The front is the Jinluan hall.

The five checkpoints in the inner city were swept away by Shen Zhenyi. The forbidden hall has become an undefended place.

Palace maids, eunuchs and bodyguards were all swept away.

The emperor alone sat quietly on the throne.

His face was ugly, but at least he had calmed down.

——He can't help being calm.

For Shan Yujing, there is no way back. He is the last barrier of the great moon dynasty!

He got up slowly and disappeared into the dark.

The Golden Dragon Robe is dim.

"I... seem to have done something wrong."

The emperor opened his mouth to the three people who walked slowly into the hall. The wind blew the veil in the hall, flying everywhere, and ghosts kept crying.

Where is this or some solemn mansion?

This is a ghost in the world!

"I should have killed you the first time I saw you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have indulged you so much."

Shan Yu looked up in surprise, his face wrinkled, but his eyes were like cold stars, flashing a frightening light.

When the son of heaven is angry, the world is plain.

The cold wind swept the world.

The sun and the moon are dark.

The climate of the whole baxiu world seems to have changed due to the wrath of the emperor.

If it were ordinary people, they would have crawled at the emperor's feet and begged for forgiveness.

But Shen Zhenyi is not an ordinary person.

He looked back absently at Shan Yujing, smiled and shook his head, "even at that time, you had no chance to kill me."

The emperor's expression froze!

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